#ManicEpisodeChronicles Day…well it’s been more than 3…

Sometime manic episode stories are pretty funny.

This one still has me smiling.

I finally got some actual sleep last night.  Before I sent the kids to bed I told them not to wake me before noon and laid out their breakfasts and everything so they’d be set when they woke up.

I woke up before they did and I wasn’t up until noon.  THAT in and of itself was pretty awesome, but then I decided to sit on the front door h for coffee, smoking, and poker playing.  I turned on some music on my kindle while I played some online poker.  Figured I’d let the kids sleep in a bit.

Well, about 3 hands into the tourney I was playing, “pound the alarm” by Nick minaj started playing.  I turned it up a bit because I was in that kind of jiggle my booty yep of mood.  Went all-in on the worst holdem hand… 2 7 offsuit, not paying attention, thank rhubarb I never play for real money lol, lost horribly.  Shrugged off the lost and decided to dance around a bit.  It was a great workout!

Little did I know…the kids were watching me.  Apparently I looked like “a very jiggly, person shaped jell-o jiggler.”  That comes from a 6yr old…but according to my own two kids I looked “exactly like Wanda Sykes playing the voice of a dancing orangutan not caring what anyone thinks.”

Apparently, like like that is pretty awesome.  The kids then decided to have a “So You Think You Can Dance Like an Orangutan with Wanda Sykes’s Voice” contest of which I won the grand prize.  (2 plastic dinosaurs and 4 handpicked flowers from my garden)

Now we’re all at my sister’s house cleaning and dancing like the crazy people we are.

It’s been a good day :p

~Garnet, the Bipolar Cat Lady with Nerdy Mom Powers~

#ManicEpisodeChronicles The Blog-saga (Blaga?) Begins~Day One

Technically today is day 3 of my #ManicEpisodeChronicles but, seeing as how I only started this “blaga” today, I figured I’d label it day one.

It is currently 6am and I still have yet to get any sleep.  Being manic brings out a lot in me.  From irrational anger to extreme hyperactivity, I am a constantly changing tornado of emotions and behaviors.

For the last three days I have channelled my mania toward cleaning and organizing my home.  I tell myself it needed to be done anyway but my husband and children have begun to worry.  I have eaten only once in three days, and only then because my children brought my lack of nourishment to my attention.  I’ve been so focused on keeping myself healthily occupied that I have stepped into the decidedly unhealthy realm of starving myself.  I have written reminders to myself to eat because I know that it is necessary even though I am not remotely hungry.

I just spent nearly 6 hours obsessively catching up on tv shows and movies.  I need to sleep, I know this, but my brain refuses to shut up and let sleep come.

I am going to read a book in the hopes that extensive use of my imagination will exhaust my brain enough to allow me to sleep.

We shall see if I am successful.

~Garnet, the Bipolar Cat Lady with Nerdy Mom Powers~